Just to let you guys know; this story seems like its following the storyline of CG, it's not. You'll see. In this fanfiction, Lelouch can sing! :o No way! Yep. He sings. This is a SuzaLulu, with a plot.
OMG! A plot?! No way! Yep. A plot. XD
This chapter and some of chapter two will show how the whole bodyguard thing got started and then we'll go to the real stuff x3 Bear with me!
Also: I don't own Code Geass or it's characters. But we all know this.
To the story!
In the year 2005, Lelouch Vi Britannia, was five years old when he started taking singing lessons.
Marianne Vi Britannia, the mother of Lelouch and Nunnally and the fifth wife of Emperor Charles Zi Britannia, wanted him to do so. Each one of the imperial children, including his many half-siblings, had a special talent. Odysseus could play the violin, Schneizel's vocabulary and writing skills surpassed his young age, Cornelia and Euphemia liked to design dresses and other elegant clothing, Nunnally played the piano…but what about Lelouch?
He was a quick learner. Sure that was a talent, but the empress wanted more to look at.
Nobody could sing.
And Marianne loved music with a beautiful voice to accompany it.
So Lelouch learned to do just that, and it wasn't long until his voice could bring an adult to tears. Soon, he grew tired of singing songs everyone knew. He wanted to make his own lyrics and his own music. Thus, he cooperated with Odysseus the violinist, Nunnally the pianist, and Schneizel the writer. And in the years that followed, they performed in little parties, meetings and more, much to the approval of Marianne, Charles, the guests who had the privilege to listen, and the other wives of the children.
This continued, and Lelouch never realized what was happening in the world beyond his.
In the year 2010, Britannia invaded Japan.
While they had just wanted their Sakuradite resources in order to support the new Knightmare Frame technology, Emperor Charles thought of something else instead. With the country growing richer by the second, majority of the population was loaded with cash, and the demand for servants became stronger. Not only this, but with the power growing as well, Britannia seemed to be making more and more enemies too, thus he decision was final. The ruler ordered the invading soldiers to abduct all children, and adults who could work and labor. If they didn't meet these principles, they were forced to help in taking the Sakuradite to ships and then were wrongfully executed.
Japanese people were shoved onto the ships and into cramped areas where they were given little food and water. It was terrible, and though everyone only wallowed in despair throughout the long days, a little boy with curly brown hair by the name of Suzaku Kururugi swallowed his anguish and waited patiently in anger.
"They're here!" Nunnally called, running into the dining room where most of the children sat, a giant, unfinished jigsaw puzzle on the table in front of them. "The boat is finally here and it's not too far from home!" Everyone looked up at her with a confused expression, except for the reading Schneizel and Odysseus.
Odysseus appeared to be focusing intently on the puzzle as he reached for another piece. "You should hold your dress up when you're running. It's long and you're only picking up who knows what off the ground with it. Those maids of ours probably don't sweep the floor everyday like they should."
Nunnally fumed. "I- I…! …come on, don't you guys want to see all the Japanese people?"
Euphemia stood up. "Did you say British people?" The girl picked up her dress, running towards her half-sibling. "The British are coming, the British are coming!" She was stopped by Nunnally.
"We're British, Euphy…And I said Japanese! You know from Japan!"
"…is that where they say things like, yee-haw and down yonder?"
Schneizel blinked, looking up from his book. "That's Texans and that's very stereotypical. They're not cowboys anymore, they're modernized now. But what are you talking about, Nunnally? What boat?"
"And why would they have Japanese people on there?" Lelouch inquired.
She shrugged innocently. "I don't know. But I was walking down the hall and two of the maids were watching the live news, and a reporter persons-"
"-person," Schneizel corrected.
"-person was on the port that we always play at, saying that the Japanese people have arrived and there was ships docking right behind her!"
Euphemia hurried over to Cornelia and grabbed the other princess's hand, yanking her out of the chair. "Come on, Cornelia! I want to go see Japanese people!" They ran past Nunnally, who started to turn to follow. She grasped the ruffles of her dress and raised it before going to catch up to them. "Wait for me!"
The brothers watched them leave, and seconds later, Lelouch sighed and stood.
"You're not that interested in Japanese people, are you?" Odysseus asked him.
"Not really," the raven haired boy murmured. "But I don't trust those three alone."
Nunnally had a big imagination and she enjoyed playing pretend.
She's lying, Lelouch figured. Turns out, he was wrong.
A large group of Britannians were stationed at the docks when he got there, watching in awe as soldiers marched them in the direction of the military base. Lelouch looked around, but there was no sign of his siblings from what he could see. Pulling the hood of his jacket over his head, he started pushing through the crowd, hoping to find them somewhere. He had no luck, but managed to get to the front. And his eyes widened at the sight before him.
Japanese people were being herded in one line from the ships, each one restrained by handcuffs. He didn't see any children, they were all adults; very miserable and broken-looking adults. Lelouch found his curiosity getting the best of him and his real reason for being here slipped from his mind as he continued to stare. He could hear whispers coming from the Britannians behind him.
"…they look dirty."
"…been on that ship for God knows how long."
"…poor things. They probably smell like animals now."
"Ugh…"
"Those are the famous Japanese people…? Will they even understand us if we speak to them?"
"They don't learn the English Language over there?"
"I wonder why the Emperor would even bring them here. Didn't we only need the Sakuradite?"
Lelouch's fists balled up. He didn't like this and he wanted to leave. He wanted to believe that his parents had nothing to do with this, but if the military obeyed... Why would Charles force people from their home country? What's his purpose and what does he hope to accomplish by doing this?
"…Always though Emperor Charles seemed shifty…"
Lelouch slid his hands into his hood, covering his ears and closing his eyes.
"HEY! STOP CRYING YOU BABY!"
The loud voice made Lelouch look up and uncover his ears. They must have been separated by age because he now watched handcuffed children before him. A small Japanese girl who appeared to be seven or eight years old was screaming and sobbing. One of her arms were being roughly yanked by a soldier, and she had her head turned away from him, but didn't seem to be resisting, just crying.
He shook her violently. "SHUT UP!"
She only cried more.
"Kid, you get back in line!" Another voice of a soldier called out.
In the following seconds, a Japanese boy with brown hair, a black and white kimono and sharp emerald-colored eyes came running in out of nowhere. He stopped beside the soldier and the little girl.
"Excuse me?"
The soldier momentarily released the small child and looked down at him. "What are you doing out of line? Get back to your spot before I shoot you right here and-"
He didn't get to finish.
The Japanese boy, despite the kimono, gave him a strong and high kick to the stomach, seeming unbothered by the armor. The man was knocked to the ground and two other soldiers joined in, holding the boy by the arms even though they were cuffed together like his legs should have been.
Lelouch was impressed and stared in astonishment.
The ambushed soldier got to his feet and angrily pulled out the gun that rested in its holster, pressing the nose right against the boy's forehead. "I should just shoot you right now."
The brown haired boy blinked, unfazed by the weapon or the coolness of its muzzle against his darker shaded skin. "Okay. It's a hell of a lot better than working for people like you."
There was a click.
Lelouch shuddered. Why was he still watching? This kid was about to get killed.
One of the other soldiers murmured. "We weren't given permission to kill children who can work…"
Lelouch bit his lip.
"Nor were we given orders that we could not," retorted the one who held the boy at gun point.
And then Lelouch was suddenly running towards them. His hand went up and he pulled down his hood.
"STOP!"
Everyone's attention turned to him, and the soldier with the gun dropped his arm to his side.
Whispers.
"Is that…?"
"I think so…"
"…What's he doing here?"
The two soldiers holding the boy both dropped their arms quickly at the realization.
"Prince Lelouch, what are you doing here?" The soldier asked.
"Don't change the subject," the raven haired boy snapped. "What's your name?"
"Karl-"
"Karl what?"
"Karl Piers."
Lelouch tried not to smile. He really had this man nervous now. "I have your name memorized, Karl Piers," he said, pointing to his head. "If I hear about anything bad happening to that boy, I'll report you to my father. I'm sure both him and Britannia will take my words over yours."
"Understood…" With a nod and a bow, the soldier turned around to see that all the Japanese people had stopped to watch. The line hadn't been moving. "What are you waiting for? MOVE!"
They started to move again, and the Japanese boy looked at Lelouch.
They made eye contact.
And he flashed the Prince a respectful smile before walking after the small girl.
When Lelouch turned thirteen, three years after the Japanese people had been forced from Japan; problems arose when it came to safety. Cornelia and Euphemia had been at an ice cream parlor when a group of Japanese thugs took over and held hostage both them and nine other Britannians. Though surrounded by military soldiers and police, they were unable to infiltrate for they were threatened with the lives of the princesses. The men had wanted over a million dollars in cash in exchange for the girls and would have gotten it too if the owner hadn't of managed to slip out and show the soldiers a way in from the back which the Japanese men had not known about.
This was a wakeup call, not only for Lelouch and the other imperial children, but for Marianne and Charles as well. They realized that their kids were being targeted for their decisions and while discussing plans for a bodyguard to be assigned to each child, Lelouch happened to be walking by.
The door was cracked open just a bit and at the mention of his name, the prince froze and listened.
He couldn't make out everything that was being said since they were whispering, but he heard enough to understand.
"…dangerous out there…bodyguard…Japanese people…" Marianne.
"…call them Elevens…don't think they'd want a…Lelouch especially…" Charles.
"…I don't care…safety comes first…don't want them to be hurt…for the best…"
"Lelouch," Charles called.
Marianne sighed. "Yes, we know you're listening. Come in here, dear."
Surprised, the raven haired boy quietly pushed open the door and walked into the study. Charles sat down behind his desk and Marianne stood beside him. When they noticed him remaining by the entrance, the empress motioned him to come closer which he did.
There was an open book on the desk, one they must have been looking at, and Marianne pushed it towards her son gently. "Listen Lelouch," she said softly. "We know you may not want someone to be guarding you…but times are rough now and you know that, right?"
He nodded slowly.
"That ice cream parlor incident was no coincidence. The Elevens are trying to get back at us…and they target you and your siblings to make things easier on their part."
Lelouch hadn't learned what Elevens were yet and he raised an eyebrow. "Elevens?"
"It's a new name for Japanese people that I came up with…I haven't made it public yet but-"
Marianne cut off Charles. "Anyway just look at these people, honey. We've documented every Japanese person who's gone through training." She reached over and turned a few pages. "This section is full of the kids who've trained. We figured you'd want someone your age instead of an adult."
"You mean you, not we. I still think an adult would be much safer." Charles retorted.
"Ignore your father. It's up to you, Lelouch."
The Britannian prince scanned the first couple of pages, but didn't find anyone interesting. He didn't want a guard at all, but it seemed like he had no say in the matter. He continued looking until his eyes fell upon a very familiar face. Brown, curly hair, green eyes, the same unfazed expression.
Then Lelouch pieced it together.
It was that boy from three years ago; the one who had the guts to kick a soldier for the sake of a little girl and the one he had rescued from being shot.
Suzaku Kururugi was his name, huh?
Lelouch peered up at his parents and pointed at the picture.
"Suzaku Kururugi…?" Marianne murmured.
"I heard that boy is crazy…" Emperor Charles chuckled. "Good choice. The crazier they are; the better."
Sorry. Meant to make this chapter a little bit longer, but I want to see how much interest this story gets xD I may upload chapter 2 tomorrow, if I have time. I've always tried to keep from balancing two stories at the same time (though technically I'm still working on Sucked In…maybe) …let's see how this works out XD everyone I present to you! The start of His Bodyguard! :D
I also skimmed over it. So mistakes may have been present. Deal with it! I'll fix it later! :P
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